For the contest sponcered by Unseeking Seeker
Line of inquiry: truth imbibed awaits assimilation we feel it in our bones in time dissolved meditation The soul of the area around from the shadows that stretch long. Sings a wishful from the ground when it sings a melodious song. The light coming from the shadows brightening the area around the bend. It makes visible in the light of glows, then the soul of that earth sings and glows. The light shines on the tree limbs, and on the trunk from which they grow. The light touches the ground on the bend, is something that is anything but pretend. The light though soft and honest hangs from its home from above. Brings the area a solid promise, as it feels the surrounding air with love.
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